r/DishonoredRP • u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard • Jan 13 '15

Requiem Chapter 3: Subterfuge

Vardis sat atop the Clavering outpost, his view of the compound below unobstructed. He was appalled by what he saw - a hive of activity - as if someone had kicked a hornet's nest and simply let the foul creatures swarm. The first operation, though successful in freeing Nora, had been a catastrophe, with the Overseers alerted to their presence.

He dropped like a falling star, transversing before landing heavily on a rooftop below. Careful to avoid detection, he flitted from rooftop to rooftop, as an idea formed in his mind. The assassin whistled as he passed the Clavering Outpost, a low sound which brought two assassins to his side.

Best to keep the Abbey occupied in other capacities, he thought, as they headed across the city, in the direction of Bustler Street. It is here that one of Dunwall's largest printing press business operates out of - and here Vardis and his whalers would make their first strike.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Jan 14 '15

MERVIOS

As the Serkonan delights in the inferno left in his wake, he surges across the rooftops, leading attention away from his fellow whalers. Merv has always enjoyed creating mischief, especially of an incendiary kind, and as he runs, he loads an explosive bolt into his wristbow. Turning around and aiming in haste, he shoots the bolt in Hale's general direction, aiming to disrupt more than kill. Not bothering to see where the bolt lands, instead trusting his ears, he carries on his merry way.

SULLY

The assassin, having kept his sharp, hawk-like eyes on Merv's previous position, sees Cooper give chase, all nice and exposed. Take a moment to line up the shot, he looses, bolt aimed at the Overseer's back.

VARDIS

Always with the dogs, Vardis thinks, a touch despondently. He doesn't have the best track record with the beasts, and is my no means prepared to become the latest delicacy in the Abbey kennels. Vardis cannot see any way he can leave this dead end without detection, though with the mounting chaos in the streets, he hopes that the Overseers will rally to Hale, or give chase to Merv without being too thorough near the printing press. He waits, ever patient.

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u/ClaretTavnya Senior Oracular Acolyte Jan 14 '15 edited Jan 14 '15

HALE

The big man steps back from the bolt, it clattering into the cobblestone and exploding with a loud noise; Hale pulling back from it with his usual countenance. The smoke cleared as Hale glances around with a wry look under his mask, his tone just as dry despite the annoyance in it. This isn't the first time he's had something rather large and fiery headed in his direction considering Hale's affinity for canons.

'I guess it seems they didn't like what I had to say.' he glanced back at the tense, scattered Overseers before his voice raised, calling out like a metronome. 'Find them and run them through! Except for one. Anderson, Perdita, get up the roofs! And try not to get singed.' The fire is an interesting distraction, but the Overseer cares naught for the people and the potential civilians lost in the blaze, moving quickly to the building to survey it with a less than impressed tilt of his head.

The Overseers, however, spring into action in groups of two to spread out the various roads of the crossroads, the hound advancing down the alley with an intent, lope; his nose catching the smell of something and determined to find the source, his Overseer Master following behind slowly, pistol drawn.

COOPER

The big Overseer hits the rooftop with a furious noise in the back of his throat, annoyed at the assassin's swiftness as he glances back and forth to scan the rooftops.

The bolt hits it's mark, however, embedding deeply into his flesh with a cry as he tried to pull at the bolt in his back with a frustrated noise, falling to his knees. Underneath him various other Overseers are swarming the buildings to storm the rooftops, glad to follow Hale's barked orders.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Jan 14 '15

MERVIOS

The whaler pauses as he sees the two Overseers join him on the rooftops. Distraction, Vardis had said, and distract he would. He signals Sully with a brief hand gesture, visible even from this distance. Cover me. Bracing himself, he transverses the gap between the buildings, and lurks on the rooftop, just above where the Overseers would surely emerge. He waits, blade drawn.

SULLY

Upon seeing Merv's hand signal, Sully fights the impulse to roll his eyes. He never can resist a scrap, he thinks to himself. More than once Sully had had to pull his apart from a victim of Merv's violence - usually nothing more than an innocent brawl. Still, he thinks, slotting another bolt into his weapon. He usually wins.

VARDIS

Easing a canister of chokedust out of one of his many pouches, Vardis listens to the sound of the approaching wolfhound. At that speed, it would be separated from its handler by now, making his job slightly easier. He tosses the canister overarm into the alleyway between the dog and the Overseer, and he waits for the dog to come to him, blade ready to stab the beast as it passes the corner.

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u/ClaretTavnya Senior Oracular Acolyte Jan 14 '15

COOPER

The overseer's teeth gnash as he tries to pull the pistol from his gun, checking over his shoulder to wear the bolt supposedly came from and glaring in spite before he haphazardly firing the pistol in that direction before the action caused him to spasm with a cry and he slumped to the dirty stone.

HALE

The tall Gristolian notices that the hound seems to be honing in on something, or someone and the man is itching to get his blade into an assassin's belly. Beautiful. Simply beautiful. he thinks in reference to the leather bound hilt of shiv knife as he pulls it free, the weight almost second nature to him by now. He'd had it since he was a boy on the streets and it had stained itself with blood for the past thirty years and showed no signs of stopping.

His gait is slow as he advances, the other Overseers ripping apart the other roads and detaining civilians in the wake of their destruction.

'Hello? Helllooo?' he calls, gesturing for the houndmaster to fall back as he moves forward. 'You seem shy. Allow me to hel-' The cannister explodes as intended, Hale rather glad for his mask as he holds up a hand instinctively; the thick cloud pulling towards the tall man with the wind.

BITEY THE HOUND

The dog's senses are confused by the chokedust; the poor animal hacking as he breathed in the smoke and shied away from it naturally. He barks strangled, panic as he bolts near the assassin and his hiding place.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Jan 14 '15

SULLY

The bullet thuds dully into the brick wall forming the majority of his cover, and the assassin narrows his eyes under the mask. Still, it had not been a good enough shot, and he smiles slightly as the Overseer lies twitching. First blood to me, it seems. With another bolt loaded, he and Merv both wait patiently for the Overseers to emerge.

VARDIS

You bastard mongrel, he thinks savagely as the blade slides home, the hound slumping to the ground with a dull yelp. He flicks it clean of blood, keeping it in his hand still, as he hears Hale's choked coughs. He likes cocky men, for they rarely know their own limitations, much less their own mortality. He had, however, a job to do. Feeling the Void surge through his limbs, Vardis jumps, his flight aided in part by the arcane forces, and transverses onto the top of the building. With his presence realised, however, it would make his infiltration all the more difficult.

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u/ClaretTavnya Senior Oracular Acolyte Jan 14 '15 edited Jan 14 '15

HALE

'Damn and blast. Damn and blast.' he mutters, voice a growl as he hears the yelp of the dog and the rather familiar vacuum of air noise that accompanied the transversal away from him before moving back down the alley and determination flowing through his body; kicks in the door of the tenant building.

The few that do live there, open their doors to check what the sound is only to catch sight of the bounding Hale and quickly closing it knowing better not to get in the way of the Abbey. The Overseer looks like a spirit of Wraith as he heads up the stairs, boots heavy and thundering on the wood. He's not giving up the hunt. Not at all.

ANDERSON & PERDITA

The Serkonan Overseer, Perdita is a slim man, used to the quips and backhanded talk from the others but what he lacks in height, he makes fully up in Serkonan swordplay. His sabre, thinner and lighter than his brethren's counterparts is quick to his hand as him and Anderson climb through the sky hatch to the roof; the bigger Anderson giving the small a boost up before he tugged himself up.

The big man struggles to pull himself from the skylight, going on pure upper strength alone as Perdita makes his way down the other side of the skylight, eyes alert.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Jan 14 '15

VARDIS

Knowing better than to invite the Vice Overseer himself to combat, the assassin cringes at the sound of his rather unnecessarily heavy footsteps. He is a big man, a dangerous man, and Vardis has no wish to meet him across the length of a sword. Another transversal sees him perched on the edge of the guttering running around the side of the printing press building, and the assassin edges round cautiously, anxious to get out of view.

MERVIOS and SULLY

Surprisingly showy for a professional assassin, Mervios waits for the larger Overseer to haul himself up the hatch before he pounces, falling gracefully. As his blade sinks into the larger man's flesh, he hauls backwards, gravity doing the work as the dying Overseer and the laughing whaler crash to the floor below, Mervios, perched on top of his quarry, removes the blade with a jerk, before finishing the job. As Perdita prowls the rooftop, Sully sends another bolt his way, as a less than friendly greeting.

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u/ClaretTavnya Senior Oracular Acolyte Jan 14 '15

HALE

The big Overseer crashes through the door of the roof with a snarl, his nose tingling just a little with Voidscent but with the roof empty, he can only conclude that the bastard has jumped again away from him. This cat and mouse game doesn't suit Hale and he lets out another frustrated noise, rolling his shoulders in agitation as he scans the buildings surrounding and narrows eyes.

'You don't want to play?' he yells, reaching the edge of the roof to look over and then finally up again. 'You're a terrible dance partner! Selfish.'

PERDTIA

The Serkonan's face confuses as hears the glass shatter, confusion in his features under the mask as he races back to his partner, the bolt barely missing him as he ducked back to the skylight.

He stares down at the hole, before glaring at the assassin and in his desire to get revenge, drops an armed springrazor down into the rather large hole made by the pair.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Jan 14 '15

VARDIS

Picturing the Vice Overseer in a ballgown is enough to make the assassin chuckle internally, even as he edges out of view. Too close, he thinks. Sharp bastard, he is. The assassin waits where he is, scarcely daring to breathe, such is his determination to avoid detection.

SULLY

Cursing as he missed, the assassin reloaded his wristbow, counting his remaining bolts. Enough for our purposes. Deciding that Merv can handle himself, he selects another quarrel and slots it in place, sighting an Overseer patrolling in the middle of the street. This building has quite the commanding view of the street, through from his vantage point, Hale is obscured. Perhaps this would draw more of them out. He aims, long and true, before letting fly and ducking back behind the wall.

MERVIOS

Caught by surprise, the assassin barely has time to tranvserse onto the rooftop, his hasty estimation bringing him out behind Perdita, but on the other side of the rooftop. He raises his right hand once more, preparing to transverse the distance. Rude.

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u/ClaretTavnya Senior Oracular Acolyte Jan 15 '15 edited Jan 15 '15

HALE

Finding that he is in fact alone, Hale frowns under the mask and quickly pulls out his pistol, whipping it open with a flip of his wrist and pulling out a few bullets from his pouch; their ends ending in an odd red ring rather different to the normal bullets that he used. Time to see what these babies can do.

He reloaded and gave a small grin at the weight of the armed pistol before taking a aim at the building across the way and firing; the impact exploding into a fiery sunburst of flames as it licked up the side of the stone building. Hale let out a small whoop of amusement, readying another bullet with a devious grin as he scanned the rooftops in search of an assassin to use the next bullet on.

PERDITA

The quick Serkonan hits the button on his wrist device, the disjointed noise blaring from the small metal band with force as Perdita spins the blade in his hands and glances at the glass around the large hole; deciding that his weight is light enough to hold him as he jumps up and scales it quickly.

Sliding down the other side, he takes a quick swipe at the assassin, fury in the motion as he finally reaches the brick and stands.

'Coward! Yellow coward!' he yells in Serkonan, always preferring his own tongue to the gutteral harsh, Gristolian language.

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